Swiftcurrent Creek Barb

I am gonna make us a new one. <3

As they slowed, Swordfish felt what the sustained motion had done for him. His muscles were loose and thrumming with the jog that had carried them. The gashes against his ribs ached. It was a common pain that he had grown used to. If they were to do as she suggested – run every day – then the wounds would learn to manage and to heal around the physical exercise.

Once he’d healed, Moss said that they would spar.

The young seafarer lifted his heavy-lidded stare to her and nodded.

Good, the boy huffed. His red tail flicked from side to side. I got a lot to learn.